Starting out in Rochester NY, Jeremy Seany and I met at Jeremy's house and observed our newfound home for the next five days or so. A white GMC van named Diego equipped with a skull strapped to the front and cases of free energy drinks inside. Our first night got off to a late start going to Indianapolis Indiana so we drove and arrived around two in the morning. After catching some much needed sleep we took Diego in for an oil change the next morning and set out again for our next destination; Tulsa, OK. Nothing special out that way. Having been to most parts of the us excluding the North West region I would say the great plains are quite boring

. Truthfully I can barely remember this part of the trip. Going to Albuquerque, NM was phenomenal however. One would not be too quick to believe a desert region such as this lies right smack in the middle of this misbegotten country. Las Vegas, NV was...well...Las Vegas. We were put up by the band in five star hotels the whole way but this topped it off. The Paris Inn with a view of the strip. Took in way too many drinks and let out way too much money. We almost got Seany laid by a black prostitute as well; minor detail. Seany also drove no time on this trip. Jeremy and I split the driving equally unless he was in his "on a mission" mode. We then made it to LA, CA at Jeremy's place. Took the van back to Vagrant records and made off with a bunch of free merch. Sent myself a small package back to school and we were off again backtracking to Phoenix as Jeremy was to eat Thanksgiving dinner with his girlfriend's parents. We were dropped off at our friend Chris' place at ASU and he agreed to take us to the airport the next morning. Woke up the next day and flew back into Rochester with Seany. Good trip I'd say.